It's a sound enough plan. Better to start with something as opposed to stumbling around, completely lost and unsure. Whether she's here for a day or years, she's no intention of settling without trying her best to find a way home. This isn't their world. It isn't their place to settle.

She looks back at him, frowning. "I didn't think you were."

If only she could leave it at that. It's easier to not think upon these things, to wonder about how far love can go between them, to see whether it could withstand the upcoming wars. She purposely didn't think of the future because of their war against the dead: what guarantee is there that they'll survive it?

But it's bright in her mind with him calling attention to it. It'd hovered in her periphery when they first spoke of home and how he makes her want one--with him. Of course it's a logical conclusion to make.

(Why can't she say the word then, even in her mind?)

"I'm not avoiding it." Not quite true, but also not untrue. "You said every part of me, but there are more parts. It's not just me, it's my dragons and my people, it's conquering and breaking the wheel, it's ruling."

Does he want all of her, knowing that?